Page 88 of When Forever Falls Apart

“I already know you on the most important level,” I tell her, my eyes falling to her chest. “The rest is icing on a very sexy cake.”

“Let’s see if you feel that way after you see what’s on my binge list,” she replies with a sly smile.

Moments later, the doorbell rings as the delivery guy arrives. Soon after, the rich aroma of freshly baked pizza enters the room as steam rises from the large carton.

I sit beside Madelina on the couch, then she grabs the remote to reveal her curated watch list on the screen.

“What’sGilmore Girls?” I ask, taking a generous bite of pizza and savoring the way the cheesy goodness melts in my mouth. The pineapple adds a sweet touch.

“You’ve never watchedGilmore Girls?” she asks, wide-eyed.

I scratch my head. “Is it some kind of show about two women, like a lesbian comedy or something?”

Madelina erupts into a fit of laughter, her body falling back into the cushion as she clutches her stomach. “No, it’s about a mother and daughter navigating the ups and downs of their relationship. It’s set in a fictional small town called Stars Hollow.”

I instinctively lower the plate with my half-eaten slice of pizza, my interest in this show fading as I process her explanation. “I didn’t sign up for this. How about a cooking show? I’ll even watch Gordon Ramsay if you want some drama.”

“Will you just shut up and watch?”

With a resigned sigh, I focus on the screen, attempting to suppress my grumbling thoughts as the first episode unfolds. The plot of this small town is already boring me, and this Lorelai character—what a mess of a woman. Clearly, she’s running away from all her rich girl problems.

When the episode wraps up, Madelina pauses before the next episode begins. With her legs crossed tightly and her body inching closer, she waits for my reaction.

“Okay, so did you vibe with it?”

“It’s probably better for our relationship that I keep my opinion to myself.”

Madelina stills, her playful energy stalling as fidgeting nerves take over. “Oh, I didn’t realize we were in a relationship?”

I press my lips together, contemplating the weight of my following words, the atmosphere thick with unspoken tension. “I think we’re beyondno strings attached, don’t you?”

“Um, yes, okay, I agree,” Madelina mumbles, her cheeks tinged with a light blush. “So… does this mean…”

I lock my gaze with hers, an intense longing igniting within me, spreading like wildfire through my veins. Slowly, I lift my hand and glide my thumb across Madelina’s trembling bottom lip, watching as her body shivers under my touch.

“It means,” I whisper, inching closer to her ear, “it’s just you and me.”

“You and me,” she murmurs back. “I like the sound of that.”

“And I need to fuck you, right now.”

A grin spreads across Madelina’s face as she climbs over and straddles me. With her arms wrapped around my neck, she leans and tilts her head slightly, a rush of adrenaline bursting through me as I press her down to rub her against my cock.

My lips find hers with urgency, a long-awaited kiss I’ve been aching for. The taste of her tongue wrapping around mine drives me insane, but then she pulls away.

“So, I have an idea…” she begins, caressing my cheek with a gleam in her eye. “Why don’t we take this to the shower?”

“The shower?” I repeat with a smirk. “I thought you didn’t like shower sex?”

Madelina kisses me deeply, and a moan escapes me. “There’s a first time for everything.”

I reach behind and grasp her hair, pushing her face closer to mine, our lips barely touching. “What are you doing to me?” I question, my voice trembling with a mix of yearning and vulnerability, each word laced with a desperate longing.

“Elliot,” she whispers, her eyes burning as they stare into mine. “What have you done tome?”

Without another word, she takes my hand and leads me into the bathroom. As she turns on the faucet, the sound of the water echoes in the room. She reaches above, angling the showerhead so it points more to one side.

“I want you to take all your clothes off, step into the shower, and play with yourself. Can you do that for me?” I demand in a low rumbling voice.